Everyone arrived at the Medical Immortal Gate.

The Medical Immortal Sect is far away from human habitation, and there are high mountains and dense forests along the way. It is very difficult for the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators who cannot fly to travel through it.

After finally arriving at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the mountain gate looming in the middle of the mountain, Duger became more and more determined to upgrade the monks in his sect to the Golden Core Stage.

A Jindan stage sword flying person can carry one or two people, but not ten. Fortunately, the lowest cultivation level of everyone is at the peak of the foundation building stage, and they are trying their best to travel, so it takes such a short time.

If they were all in the Qi Refining Stage, it would take more than half a month just to travel.

It is the most unfair thing to waste time on traveling.

…

"The spiritual energy of the famous sect is really rich!" Standing at the foot of the mountain, Xu Heming's eyes were full of envy. "Before entering the mountain gate, the spiritual energy is already much richer than my Tianlan Valley. I really don't know how rich the spiritual energy on the mountain must be!"

Duger could naturally feel what Xu Heming could feel. Looking at the mountain gate above, he felt emotional in his heart. This was a sect for practicing Buddhism. The spiritual energy was so abundant.

Compared to this place, Qixing Mountain is just a piece of trash.

but.

If he had seized the body of such a sect and assigned it to plunder and nobility, he would definitely not have developed so quickly! In such a remote sect, who could he rob? Robbing a patient?

Unless one cultivates to the Golden Core state, one might not even be able to leave the sect...

really.

It is right not to seize the bodies of famous sects. There are too few people and they cannot cause much trouble inside.

But now? Doug suddenly looked at the dean and asked, "Dean, how do these sects usually accept disciples?"

"Normally, famous sects would regularly send people into the countryside to look for talented children in various towns and take them in as disciples," said the dean. "Disciples who have learned skills in their sects would travel around the world to gain knowledge, and if they find good talents, they would bring them back to the sect."

"Is there no one who comes to recommend himself?" Doug asked.

"Very few. Most sects are hidden in deep mountains and dense forests where few people go. Ordinary people can't come here at all. Even if they are lucky enough to find a sect, they will rarely be accepted." The dean said, "The sects value talent more when recruiting disciples. Even if ordinary people are determined, they will not be accepted by the sect if they don't have the talent and physique for cultivation. If you have a clean background, you may be able to stay and work as a errand boy. If you are found to be a spy sent by other sects, you will most likely be beaten and killed."

"How do they find out the spy?" Doug asked, "Soul-searching?"

The dean's heart trembled, remembering the incident of Wang Chong being possessed by another spirit. He subconsciously lowered his voice and explained, "Master, I have been in the academy for many years and have never heard of any spell like soul-searching. The Demon Sect does have evil spells that can confuse people's minds, but that also makes people reveal the truth voluntarily. You can't read people's thoughts directly from their minds.

To identify whether a person has possessed another person, one usually verifies whether the soul and body are compatible. When a person who has possessed another person occupies another person's body, the soul will always feel uncomfortable and unstable. The spiritual power will invade the upper dantian and easily force the soul out of the body. This is a common method to identify possession."

The seventh junior brother subconsciously glanced at his head senior brother.

"Seventh Junior Brother, Little Junior Sister, Old Xu, from now on, you are all members of the Supervisory Institute. You have nothing to do with me. We just met on the way, do you understand?" Doug pondered for a moment and suddenly said to everyone.

"Master brother, what are you going to do?" asked the younger sister.

"Master, do you want to become a disciple of the Medical Immortal Sect?" The dean recalled what Duger had just asked and asked in surprise.

“Right.” Doug smiled. “The difficulty of conquering a sect from the outside and from the inside is definitely different! There is a God of Transformation in the Medical Immortal Valley. It is too difficult to fight him directly…”

"..." The dean was shocked and said, "Master, you...you are not planning to take over the Medical Immortal Valley, are you?"

"What else?" Du Ge looked at the dean and said, "My skills can easily cut off people's limbs. I can't always go back to ask the Medical Immortal Sect to continue, right? It's okay to come once or twice, but if it takes too long, it will inevitably arouse suspicion. It's better to make them our own people, so that it will be more convenient to do things."

"But you are already a Jindan. No sect will take in a Jindan master of unknown origin..." the dean said stutteringly.

"How do you know it won't work if you don't try?" Doug smiled. "If it doesn't work, there won't be any loss. You just said that other sects can't directly plant a Jindan Zhenren to spy! Remember, from now on, I am the casual cultivator Gao Ming. We met on the road. Let's go up the mountain."

"Master, should we consider this matter in the long run?" The dean wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "We can just find a Nascent Soul cultivator first and then work our way up slowly. There's no need to plan for a complete sect."

He paused for a moment, "To be honest, Master, I had already thought about it before I came here. As soon as my arm is reattached, I will write a letter to my master Liao Shicheng. He is the elder of the Yan State's main hospital and a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. If we trick him here, we have a great chance to capture him without any damage. There is really no need to take such a big risk..."

Xu Heming and the others looked at the dean with a strange look in their eyes. Did he really sell out his master just for his own skills? The dean looked at Xu Heming and the others and said anxiously, "Why are you looking at me? Persuade the head master!"

They knew Doug better than the dean.

In the Qi Refining Stage, two or three people dared to break into the Tianlan Valley. In the Foundation Establishment Stage, they took over the Supervision Institute under the pretext of borrowing spirit stones.

This time I came to the Medical Immortal Sect, and I was thinking of becoming his disciple in a roundabout way, which was already very tactful.

Xu Heming coughed dryly and said, "Dean, just do as the headmaster said. It's much better to become a disciple than to fight directly..."

"..." The dean paused, and remembered Duger's great achievements. The corners of his mouth twitched, and all the thousands of words he wanted to say were swallowed back into his stomach, and turned into one sentence, "Master, you must be careful, don't be stubborn, and escape in time. My Nascent Soul Master is still waiting for you..."

…

A group of people reached the mountain gate.

The Medical Immortal Sect is different from other sects. There are often cultivators who come to them for treatment after fighting, or when they are injured or poisoned during their practice.

This is their main means of generating income, so they will not turn away any patients and will send people to wait at the mountain gate.

But this time.

A dozen people with broken arms and legs appeared at the same time, which still stunned the disciples who guarded the mountain, especially since most of them had their heads shaved bald? Did they encounter some kind of evil demon with special fetishes?

otherwise.

If they were beaten like this, their heads could have been cut off with a knife. How could they be given a chance to receive treatment?

The dean looked at the dazed disciples guarding the mountain, and helplessly jumped down from the flying sword with one leg: "Dear medical men, the dean of the Danyang City Supervisory Institute, Xiang Cang, has brought his subordinates to seek medical treatment."

One of the mountain guarding disciples suddenly came to his senses and said in embarrassment: "Dean Xiang, the Medical Immortal Valley does not have the medical skills to regenerate severed limbs."

"We have brought the remaining limbs with us, not one less." The dean gave Qian Dajin an embarrassed look.

Seventh Junior Brother and Qian Dajin put the two large boxes on their shoulders on the ground and opened the lids. The neatly arranged arms and thighs were all revealed, with each person's name written on them.

The disciple in charge of reception swallowed his saliva and glanced at the dean and others again: "Since the severed limb is left, there will be no problem."

He stepped forward to check the broken arms and legs in the box. "These limbs are well preserved. They are almost indistinguishable. It shouldn't be a problem to reattach them..."

Suddenly, his expression changed. "No, what weapon cut off these limbs? How could they be so precisely broken? It seems like a skilled doctor used a knife to carefully dissect them when the person was unable to resist..."

Crash! Several other gatekeeper disciples also gathered around, some picked up the arm, some picked up the leg, and some picked up the dean's thumb, carefully examining the broken wound, and exclaimed in amazement.

"Even the part where the thumb is separated is cut so precisely that the blood vessels and meridians are clearly visible. This person's medical skills are no less than our master's!"

"If I had this medical skill, I would have become a famous doctor long ago."

"Dean, who hurt you? Can you tell us? This person must be a great surgeon in the world and should be admitted to our Medical Immortal Sect..."

"Dean, tell us who hurt you. We may be able to provide you with free medical treatment this time." The first disciple who guards the mountain looked at the dean and others with burning eyes, his eyes full of earnestness.

“…”

The dean and others had never expected to encounter such a situation, and they were embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the people from Medical Valley.

The head of the sect was just planning to become a disciple of the medical immortal.

If I give him away, it will ruin his plan!

"It's me!" Doug's voice suddenly rang out around the crowd. He flashed in front of Qian Dajin, snatched off his right hand, and handed it to the mountain guarding disciple with a smile, "Wang came here to exchange medical skills with the Medical Immortal Sect..."

(End of this chapter)